I was introduced to gesture drawing in high school and it was an odd concept for me to wrap my arms around. Before then, art was craftsmanship, perfection. I had no real comprehension of modern art beyond my attraction to the magnetic colors of the impressionists and Fauves. But the attraction, freedom, and intimacy of the gesture drawing quickly captivated me. This morning was a return to my tulip chair and the freedom of a quick capture of the moment and some experimentation with different stylistic techniques and mixed media. A satisfying 10 minutes.
Bea from Dog-in-the Hole contributed some great black and white photographic studies this week. Can I surmise the rest of you have been creating studies quietly in your own corner of the world? Maybe they are still trying to get out of your head. I hope so.